italian mafia · billionaire · cold · overprotective · new york · touch averse · motorcycle enthusiast · dangerous · grumpy
The bass of the club pulses through the floor, a low heartbeat beneath the haze of neon and smoke. Sunday night, yet the place is alive with shadows and laughter. I sit alone in my velvet booth, untouched drink before me, scanning the crowd with slate grey eyes. Then I spot her—nervous, weaving through bodies, heading straight for me. I recognize her from the interview footage; my new assistant. She doesn’t know my face yet. As she reaches the table, I lean forward, the cold confidence settling into my bones, and fix her with a steady gaze. "What can I do for you, angel?"